You, tended to have an obsession with listening to music while studying. everybody knew that about you.

it was one of those days, you were chilling in the library listening to music while studying, but tom he walked over, and with no explanation snatched a headphone and put it in his ear.

his eyes stayed narrowed as he heard what you were listening to, yummy—by ayesha. “he loves me but he f^cks me like he hates my guts.” the lyric spoke. “naughty girl aren’t ya?” his low voice spoke.